Come my little friends
As we all sing a happy little working song
Merry little voices clear and strong
Come and roll your sleeves up
So to speak, and pitch in
Cleaning crud up in the kitchen
As we sing along
You'll trill a cheery tune in the tub
As we scrub a stubborn mildew stain
Lug a hairball from the shower drain
To the gay refrain
Of a happy working song
We'll keep singing without fail
Otherwise we'd spoil it
Hosing down the garbage pail
And scrubbing up the toilet, oh
How we all enjoy letting loose with a little
La-da-da-dum-dum
While we're emptying the vacuum
It's such fun to hum
A happy working song
(Oo-oh)
A happy working song
Oh, how strange a place to be
Till Edward comes for me
My heart is sighing
Still, as long as I am here
I guess a new experience
Could be worth trying
Hey, keep drying
You can do a lot when you've got
Such a happy working tune to hum
While you're sponging up the soapy scum
We adore each filthy chore
That we determine
So friends even though you're vermin
We're a happy working throng
Singing as we fetch the detergent box
Or the smelly shirts and the stinky socks
Sing along
If you cannot sing then hum along
As we're finishing our happy working song
Ah, wasn't this fun